
I can’t remember what kind of a bird that’s supposed to be. I looked it up at the time and studied the pics.
I can’t remember what kind of a bird that’s supposed to be. I looked it up at the time and studied the pics.
My daughter-in-law, who works at the mental hospital, thought this was hilarious.
Inspired by a friend of my son’s named Helen. We all had dreams of what her name could have become had she married a certain man.
Some of my favorite old Cottage & CO cartoons were the single-panel, one-off gags. Think “Rubes” meets “Mister Boffo”.
I actually thought of this joke years ago, when a child in Sunday School. Don’t know why it took me this long to draw it.
This sounds like a show I wouldn’t watch as I’m not into cop shows. Except “Blue Bloods”, which is the best thing on.
My wife used to make a dish called “Noel Chicken”. It was fantastic. I think she stopped because she got tired of it. (I didn’t.)
Why do the Brits say “maths”? They probably wonder why we don’t.
I’m pretty sure there are forms of humor that are lower than puns. And most above and below aren’t as funny. So why do we groan at puns?